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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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Empty boxes being filled belongings sorted my life in spill... what to leave and what to take which parts of me do I forsake? All the garden is in bloom I did not wish to leave this soon How I will miss the cypress loom with drape of moss in tinsel toss the way the fog painted my gloom... My dog's grave will be left here. No one to shed a single tear or light a candle by his grave the way I've done every May since he's passed away. All the herbs will be mown down No one will dance in sacred gown at esbat, beneath the moon. I did not wish to leave this soon. My chimes I pack to take with me for always they will sing to me-- I gather seed from four o'clocks and bulb from flowers that I brought from the last home that I left and watered with the tears I wept. I always hate to leave a home... but I've been called to move along and there I'll sing my lonely song until that place becomes my own. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Oh,Sweetie~ This is achingly sad~ *Hugs* For every passing phase of moon there comes another quicker than soon~ And ritual again you will dance given time and circumstance~ In recant of chant the sacred gown will flow~ As herbs and you in new garden grow~ Sending lots of hugs tucked in prayer~ Love ya' ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
This is sad and yet hopeful in a way, because somethings we are never without. " I walked beside the evening sea And dreamed a dream that could not be" George William Curtis" |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Yes we can become very comfortable...James |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Such a sadness in this you have portrayed well...~HUGS~ sweet sen Tracie Love is the life of the soul... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I have no doubt you will make it your own... because regardless of what you pack up in those boxes...where ever you are, the magic and spirit of you is along for the ride. Paint the walls with a fresh start and plant gardens of new seasons... I know all the changes coming so close together are hard and seem more than one can handle... but I am a firm believer in everything happends for a reason.. for what ever reason/purpose you've been given a new path... make it a yellow brick road back to you baby.  meFeels like Im dancin with truth and wisdom |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Oh Serenity ... you've captured such a tender mood of remembrance in your leaving of this place you called "home". I know too well the feeling, and this brought back such heart-tugging memories for me ... hugs for this lovely piece.  Best wishes, /Kit |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
hard to leave... roots go down so easily and parts of us remain no matter where we go to... as usual... I am impressed |
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illusion Member
since 2001-06-19
Posts 296 |
Even a move made voluntarily for the best of reasons has moments of sadness, but when a move is made without joyous anticipation, the past and what we're leaving behind can blind us to the potential blessings of new beginnings. This beautiful poem is sadness-drenched; I hope your destination has much happiness waiting for you. |
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cpalmer Senior Member
since 2001-06-26
Posts 977Phoenix, Az |
Moving is always hard until the new place becomes home...good luck Cindi |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
I am glad your packing those seeds...my father left me some and I still have them in an envelope...conditions here are not congenial to the plant's seed, but I keep them as a reminder of all the seeds he ever planted, nevertheless... darn this is good.... |
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citizenx Member
since 2001-07-31
Posts 189motorcade |
Seren, leaving things behind is always hard... so many wonderful memories, some good some bad but all part of you. These will never die they are things that you can carry with you. And just cos you are moving home does not mean you are bailing out of here... take care, southern soul  shadows flicker sweet end tame |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
"And this melody soothes my pain as I will never leave again." (small consolation, I know, but . . .) Nicely writ, K. |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
Tis sad to leave, and sad to stay, but life is often just this way. Wherever you be, it will become home, and hope no more the need to roam..tender, Serenity, very tender...very gentle smile |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
A sad and tender write sweet one. HUGS! Maree |
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poetsguild Member
since 2001-08-12
Posts 85Florida |
It is hard to move on and have to leave parts of ourselves behind. Happened to me lately too. Excellent sharing of thoughts and emotion. |
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SmittenKitten Senior Member
since 2001-06-20
Posts 1131where the sky and horizon meet |
Hugs to you sweet Serenity. I have no doubt you will find peace again in your soon-to-be "home"....your last words tell me so. Until then, have fun exploring and starting off with a fresh new place! And look back on your old one with a smile ~Krista  "Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. |
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SmittenKitten Senior Member
since 2001-06-20
Posts 1131where the sky and horizon meet |
Hugs to you sweet Serenity. I have no doubt you will find peace again in your soon-to-be "home"....your last words tell me so. Until then, have fun exploring and starting off with a fresh new place! And look back on your old one with a smile ~Krista "Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. |
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